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Depends on injuries. If we get a few and look light, then I would say we could dip in the loan market. Otherwise no. We have a great team spirit and ethic at the moment with players who want to be here.
Only game I have left early was the 6-0 drubbing by Arsenal in the FA Cup. We should have gone 1 up with Crouch missing a chance, but after that is was painful to see the gap between the teams.
Cant sleep, so watching back the goals and noticed how well Varane did to retrieve the ball after Poku had been tackled in the area. Very quick to react and recycle the ball to Morgan.
Deserved that. Especially on 2nd half performance. We just wanted it more. What impressed me was the pressing. We pressed as units. When Smyth went, Kone went to the back pass option and Varane or Madsen the in field ball option. The front two again working so hard across the line. Great scenes at the end. Hopefully Smyth OK for the weekend.
Not surer West Ham will field a weakened side. Maybe one or two if they have knocks, but I think they will put out a strong side. Us however, who knows.
He made a very good save straight after the first goal as well. Played well yesterday. Certainly not at fault for the goal. Dunne should have done better there.
Always really like the lyrics to this song from Sting about the loss of his Mum.
Lazarus Heart - Sting.
He looked beneath his shirt today There was a wound in his flesh so deep and wide From the wound a lovely flower grew From somewhere deep inside He turned around to face his mother To show her the wound in his breast that burned like a brand But the sword that cut him open Was the sword in his mother's hand
Every day another miracle Only death will tear us apart To sacrifice a life for yours I'd be the blood of the Lazarus heart The blood of the Lazarus heart
Though the sword was his protection The wound itself would give him power The power to remake himself At the time of his darkest hour She said the wound would give him courage and pain The kind of pain that you can't hide From the wound a lovely flower grew From somewhere deep inside
Every day another miracle Only death will keep us apart To sacrifice a life for yours I'd be the blood of the Lazarus heart The blood of the Lazarus heart
Birds on the roof of my mother's house I've no stones that chase them away Birds on the roof of my mother's house Will sit on my roof someday They fly at the window, they fly at the door Where does she get the strength to fight them anymore She counts all her children as a shield against the rain Lifts her eyes to the sky like a flower to the rain
Every day another miracle Only death will keep us apart To sacrifice a life for yours I'd be the blood of the Lazarus heart The blood of the Lazarus heart